After all, people in The First Research Institute are proud. Even though he has a certain status in the Kingsleys Family, they may not give him face.
Only Zevaney Kingsley could invite these people out.
Therry Kingsley responded.
Willy Kingsley politely said to the middle-aged man, "Dr. Rabenstein, thank you for coming out today. If Hongfeng passes the assessnt, I will be sure to properly thank you for your help, doctor."
Jake Rabenstein did not take the implied benefit seriously, giving a slight, modest, and poised smile as he said, "Mr. Kingsley, there’s no need to thank . I only ca out for Ms. Kingsley’s sake and didn’t actually help much."
He shifted the topic subtly, imdiately ntioning, "Mr. Kingsley, if possible... please let Ms. Kingsley know that I am very interested in participating in the level 2 experint she is working on, though I am not sure if I have the honor to join Mr. Garland’s project."
Zevaney Kingsley’s teacher at The First Research Institute is Nathan Garland, whose na is renowned in Inderia and even worldwide.
The leading figure in nuclear weapons.
Nuclear expert.
Every power around the world wishes to recruit this master-level figure, but Nathan Garland himself is at The First Research Institute.
The First Research Institute of Inderia wields enormous power, and nobody dares to bypass it to bother this master.
Zevaney Kingsley, however, was noticed early on by Nathan Garland for her talent in gunpowder and was taken under his wing.
Zevaney Kingsley is also the youngest student by Nathan Garland’s side.
Nathan Garland himself greatly appreciates this student.
Zevaney Kingsley is among the few who can speak directly to Nathan Garland.
This is the main reason why Jake Rabenstein, being a part of The First Research Institute, is willing to give face to Willy Kingsley and co out to reveal the internal details of this year’s assessnt.
Though he is a generation older than Zevaney Kingsley, he is just a minor figure within The First Research Institute, unable to touch the core projects of the institute.
People always aim to climb higher.
Of course, he wants to make more efforts to rise further.
Willy Kingsley understood his words, smiled knowingly, picked up the teacup in front of him, set it to his mouth, and in an understanding tone, imdiately said, "Rest assured, doctor, I will convey your ssage to Zevaney."
Jake Rabenstein slightly relaxed, nodded, and smiled, his smile becoming sowhat ingratiating, "Then I’ll trouble Mr. Kingsley."
It was the first ti Willy Kingsley had been flattered by soone from The First Research Institute, and he was in a highly pleasant mood, exchanged so polite remarks.
He did not dwell further on the topic and pressed the call bell beside him.
The waiter of the tea restaurant quickly ca in, and those in the private room began ordering dishes, shifting to so lighter topics for continued conversation.
The atmosphere in the private room was harmonious and joyful.
*
Amid their laughter and chatter, they seem to have settled the candidates for this year’s assessnt of The First Research Institute of Inderia.
Inside room 3306 of the hotel.
The girl had just put things down, went into the bathroom for a quick cold shower, and after 10 minutes or so, drying the water droplets from her hair, ca out leisurely from inside.
Clad in the hotel’s bathrobe, she walked to the room’s living area, pulled out a chair from the sofa, and sat down.
One hand still towel-drying her hair, she reached into the single shoulder bag beside her with the other hand, taking out the brought laptop, placing the laptop on the tea table.
Her eyebrows and eyes were clear, and her expression was sowhat languid.
She had just turned on the computer.
Suddenly, her phone chid with a ’ding,’ and a short ssage ca in.
Nathalie Quinlan put the towel she was using to dry her hair aside, reached for her phone.
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